This is a song about "Sound is gay"

All i got is my phone to practice my wicked sound

Quit playin games gurl you got my head spinnin round

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

All i know is metaphors, nouns, verbs, sound words,

Care to tell, i read your mind, she been on them dollars first

You gay bee say me is the worst in your verse rehearsed

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Bang! is the only sound of the street

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Fucking funny, hilarious, great, gay is what i appear?

What i'm tryna say is that battier's a gay boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Owed the dope man for his productand he swore if he did not pay

Im in the middle of class doing work that is really fuckin gay

She do everything i say

Because what you spit is gay,